Psalms 55
1 For the music director. With stringed instruments. A psalm (maskil) of David. God, please hear my prayer; don't ignore my cry for help!
Dawid “maskil” dwom. Ao Onyankopɔn, tie me mpaebɔ, mmu wʼani ngu me nkotosrɛ so,
2 Please listen, and give me an answer. I'm terribly troubled by my problems! I'm frantic!
tie me na gye me so. Me dadwen haw me na ama mayɛ basaa,
3 For my enemies are screaming at me; the wicked are intimidating me. They rain down suffering on me, angrily assaulting me in their hatred.
esiane nea me tamfo reka, esiane omumɔyɛfo ahunahuna nti; efisɛ wɔde amanehunu ba me so; na wofi wɔn abufuw mu kum me.
4 My heart thumps in agony! Terrified, I feel I'm about to die!
Me koma wɔ ahoyeraw mu; na owu huboa aba me so.
5 I'm in a panic, trembling with fear; feelings of horror wash over me.
Ehu ne ahopopo akyekyere me. Ahodwiriw abu afa me so.
6 I tell myself, If only God would give me wings like a dove so I could fly away and be at peace!
Mekae se, “Ao, sɛ mewɔ ntaban sɛ aburuburu a, anka metu akɔ ama me ho atɔ me,
7 I would fly far away to escape, and stay in the wilderness. (Selah)
anka metu akɔ akyirikyiri akɔtena sare so;
8 I would hurry to a place to hide, out of the wind, safe from the raging storm.
anka mɛyɛ ntɛm akɔ me hintabea, faako a mframahweam ne ahum mmɛn koraa.”
9 Confuse them, Lord! Muddle what they're saying, for I see violence and conflict in the city.
Awurade, ma amumɔyɛfo nyɛ basaa, na ma wɔn kasa ntoto, efisɛ mihu basabasayɛ ne aperepere wɔ kuropɔn no mu.
10 They patrol the city walls day and night, and wickedness and trouble are within the city.
Awia ne anadwo wɔtetɛw nʼafasu ho; adwemmɔne ne asisi wɔ mu.
11 The ones causing destruction are inside the city; frauds and cheats are always on the streets.
Adesɛefo dɔm reyɛ adwuma wɔ kuropɔn no mu. Ahunahuna ne nnaadaa wɔ ne mmɔnten so daa.
12 The problem is that it's not an enemy who mocks me—I could stand that. It's not someone who hates me who insults me—I could avoid them.
Sɛ ɛyɛɛ ɔtamfo na ɔresopa me a, anka metumi agyina ano; sɛ ɛyɛɛ ɔtamfo na ɔrema ne ho so atia me a, anka metumi de me ho ahintaw no.
13 No, it's you, a man just like me, my best friend who I know so well!
Nanso ɛyɛ wo, ɔdesani te sɛ me, me yɔnko, mʼadamfo kann,
14 Our friendship was so close. We used to have great talks together as we walked with everyone to the house of God.
a kan no na me ne no wɔ ayɔnkofa a mu yɛ den bere a yɛn nyinaa bɔɔ mu yuu kɔɔ Onyankopɔn fi na yɛka asomfo no ho no.
15 May death come quickly to them; may they go down into the grave alive, because evil finds its home in them. (Sheol h7585)
Ma owu mmɛfa mʼatamfo mpofirim; ma wɔnkɔ ɔda mu anikann, efisɛ bɔne te wɔn mu. (Sheol h7585)
16 As for me, I cry out to God, and the Lord will save me.
Nanso misu frɛ Onyankopɔn, na Awurade gye me nkwa.
17 I weep and groan morning, noon, and night, and he listens to me.
Anwummere, anɔpa ne awia, mede mmɔborɔnne su frɛ no, na ɔte me nne.
18 He rescues me, keeping me safe and sound from my attackers, because there are so many against me.
Ɔde ne ho bɔ afɔre ma minya me ti didi mu wɔ ako a wodi tia me no mu, mpo dodow na wɔsɔre tia me.
19 God who has ruled from the beginning will hear me and answer them. (Selah) For they refuse to change and don't respect God.
Onyankopɔn a wɔasi no hene afebɔɔ no, ɔbɛte wɔn nka na wahaw wɔn, ɔbɛhaw nnipa a wɔnsakra wɔn akwan da na wonsuro Onyankopɔn nso.
20 As for my best friend, he attacked his friends who had no quarrel with him; he broke the promises he had made to them.
Me yɔnko tow hyɛ ne nnamfonom so; na obu nʼapam so.
21 What he says is as smooth as butter, but inside he plans war; his words are as soothing as oil, but they cut like sharp swords.
Ɔwɔ tɛkrɛmawo, nanso ɔtan wɔ ne koma mu. Nʼano asɛm dwudwo sen ngo, nanso ɛyɛ afoa a wɔatwe.
22 Throw your burdens onto the Lord and he will take care of you. He will never allow those who live right to fall.
Fa wo haw to Awurade so na ɔno na obegye wo; ɔremma ɔtreneeni nhwe ase.
23 But you, God, will bring down murderers and liars, throwing them into the pit of destruction before they have even lived half their lives. As for me, I will trust in you.
Nanso wo, Onyankopɔn, wobɛbrɛ amumɔyɛfo ase ama wɔakɔ ɔporɔw amoa mu; mogyapɛfo ne nnaadaafo renni wɔn nkwanna mu fa. Nanso me de, mede me ho to wo so. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Wɔto no sɛnea wɔto “Aburuburu a osi Akyirikyiri Odum so,” nne so.
